Zhou Siyu smiled, took the wine, and took a sip.

"Sister-in-law, aren't you afraid my brother will misunderstand?"

Yu Zhen rested her chin on her hand and shook the cup.

“He won’t.” Zhou Siyu leaned back on the sofa, her voice languid. “He’s very confident in himself.”

According to Yu Wei, "If you go out on the street with a lantern, you will find no one more handsome than me. If you can't even be attracted to someone as handsome as me, you can't possibly be interested in any other ugly people."

"Pfft."

Yu Zhen couldn't help but chuckle. Was this still the Yu Wei he remembered? How could he be so confident!

However, it must be admitted that Yu Wei is indeed good-looking. After all, Lin Ling was once known as the most beautiful woman in the interstellar space, and she had more than enough suitors from the first planet to the twenty-eighth planet.

Zhou Siyu also admitted that he only reluctantly got together with Yu Wei because he was attracted to his appearance. If Yu Wei had been even slightly less attractive, he would not have succumbed to the system's pressure.

The two women's outstanding looks and temperament attracted many people. After all, beauties are rare these days, and people who are unbelievably beautiful are even rarer.

"May I invite you to dance?"

A tall man offered Yu Wei a rose, but Yu Wei shook his head and refused; this man was not his type.

The man turned and handed the rose to Zhou Siyu, who calmly raised her hand, revealing the ring on her finger.

"Damn it! What a piece of trash!" The man turned around angrily, his voice loud: "You're married and still out having fun, you have no sense of propriety."

Zhou Siyu didn't take it seriously, silently raising the middle finger in her mind. In ancient times, there was foot binding; now there's cerebellum binding. Oh no, how can you bind something without a brain?

"Which law in the alliance stipulates that married people must stay at home? And which law stipulates that married people cannot go out at night?"

A deep, magnetic voice rang out, and Yu Zhen raised her head, meeting a playful gaze. The newcomer was quite good-looking, with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes beneath thick eyebrows. His purple eyes shone like jewels, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, giving him a carefree and nonchalant air.

"Oh, Mrs. Lin?" A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "A rare guest indeed."

Yu Zhen glanced at the man, took out the cigarettes and lighter she had bought on the roadside, lit one herself, took a drag, and slowly exhaled the smoke. Her beautiful face flickered in and out of the smoke, adding a layer of mystery. Then she threw a wad of cash on the table and, meeting the man's surprised gaze, said, "What are you standing there for? Wine, I'm in a good mood today, I'll patronize your business."

"Haha, Mr. Yu is so generous." The man laughed and waved to call over a waiter, then whispered something in his ear. The waiter nodded.

"Make room for us." Yu Zhen leaned back on the sofa, his eyelids slightly closed, rubbing his temples. "It's too noisy here."

"We have plenty of private rooms, Mr. Yu, please." The man turned to Zhou Siyu, "By the way, what's this gentleman's name?"

"Zhou." Zhou Siyu tapped the cup in his hand absentmindedly. Yu Wei was right. Apart from him, the whole street was full of ugly people, not a single one pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Zhou, please."

The man smiled and gestured for them to go. The two of them got up one after the other and followed him upstairs to the second floor.

The private room was much quieter than the outside. The waiter pushed the drinks onto the table and stepped back behind the man.

"Then I won't bother President Yu and President Zhou any longer. I hope you both have a good time."

The man smiled and closed the door. Before Zhou Siyu could react, a group of scantily clad people pushed the door open and stood in a row in front of the two of them.

"You called me?"

Zhou Siyu looked at Yu Zhen, not expecting that this kid was even more cunning than him.

"no."

Yu Zhen shook his head. How would he know what was going on?

"Is this your first time here?" A man with rabbit ears spoke up, covering his mouth and chuckling. "It's the local custom; asking for a private room is equivalent to asking for people."

"I see." Zhou Siyu smiled slightly and waved to the group. "Aren't you tired of standing? Sit down."

The group sat down, laughing and joking. Some opened bottles of wine, some lit cigarettes, and some fed fruit, each doing their own thing.

"Are your ears fake?"

Zhou Siyu curiously pinched the rabbit ears and found that they were real. Upon closer inspection, she also noticed that there was a tail.

"No, that's not it." The little Omega lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed. "I'm a half-orc, my ears and tail are real."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhen looked closely and, good heavens, apart from him and Zhou Siyu, everyone else in the room was a half-orc.

“Just drinking is so boring.” Zhou Siyu smiled, flipped over the dice and placed them on the table. “Roll the dice and guess high or low. The loser either answers a question or drinks a glass of wine.”

"Ugh, this is way too difficult!"

“One in six chance, believe in yourself.” Zhou Siyu raised an eyebrow, took out some money and placed it on the table: “One card for every game you win.”

A generous reward will surely attract brave men, and soon the sound of dice rolling and laughter filled the air.

Zhou Siyu was an expert in this area. He rolled the dice very skillfully and had exceptional hearing, so he could always guess the correct number.

At first, it was just simple questions, but after a few rounds of drinks, everyone was a little tipsy and started talking more.

Orcs are at the bottom of society and are discriminated against. Although the Alliance stipulates that they are no different from ordinary people and can find jobs normally, in reality, many places will not hire orcs.

Their unusual appearance and animal-like lifestyle made it impossible for many people to work normally, and over time they became commodities traded on the black market, playthings of the rich.

Why not leave?

Yu Zhen had drunk quite a bit and was a little dizzy, but he was still angry. Orcs were people too; they had feelings and thoughts, and they were not commodities!

"What good will it do to leave? They'll just keep being traded on the market and bought by the next person."

The rabbit's ears drooped, unable to hide its sadness and loneliness.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Zhou Siyu poured a glass of wine and handed it to Rabbit. "Everyone has to live for themselves at least once and fight for something for themselves."

"Orcs are no less than anyone else; there is no distinction between orcs and ordinary people before the law."

“If even you give up resisting, who will help you?” Zhou Siyu placed the wine in the rabbit’s hand and pinched its ear. “You should stand in the sunlight like ordinary people.”

No world is absolutely fair, but illegal transactions are unfair to everyone. Human life can never be equated with money, and it is always more valuable than money.